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Thursday, March 27, 2014

A Taste of Thursday

People began to stare.

"And what could you have done as his fist collided with
your pretty face? I couldn't have that now could I?" Reed's eyebrow arched.

"It wouldn't have hit me, I would have moved out of the
way. He was slow— I had everything under control. You men are all the same only
looking to fulfill your own pride, make sure you're seen in the good light. I'm
no distressed elfling." Clover took a step back, anger permeated from him.
His nostrils flared out and his face began to turn the cutest shade of red.
Clover resisted the urge to smile.

"Next time I will oblige your pride." He advanced
on her, taking away the distance between them. His jaw clenched when he reached
her. Clover moved backwards, wary of his intentions. His green eyes glared.
"Are you worried now, Elfess?"

Her breath hitched as he crowded her and moved her further
back until her ass found the counter. He placed his hands on either side
effectively capturing her. She had nowhere to go. "I'm not worried. Why
should I? You kept him from hurting me so I know you won't turn around and do
the same thing." She licked her lips. She felt the wetness on her panties
and rubbed her legs together enjoying the friction.

"No I won't hit you, but there are plenty of things
running through my mind to appease the whip of your tongue. I should see to it
that you are punished for your brazen words." He leaned in, his lips
hovering above hers. Her breath quickened and she waited for those lips to
devour her. "I could lick you until your mouth only said my name. I could
let my cock loose upon you and have my way. I know you'd allow it- I can smell
your desire, Elfess."

Her panties soaked, a tightness wound its way around her
core and she desperately wanted him to punish her.

He stepped back and let her go. "But it wouldn't do
much good since a harlot isn't my type. I prefer the kind of lady who sticks to
one man not many."

Her mouth dropped. He did not just call her a slut. She
didn't even know what to say. So many eyes were watching. He'd basically fucked
her with words and left her hanging then insulted her. She'd been with one man
in her life, but why should she tell him that? Let him think her beneath him.
Clover saw him as the challenge he was. She'd seduce him, make sure he wanted
her, no matter how many times she had to come back. At least her desire would
please Malik. She advanced on him. "You're right, savior. I eat elves like
you alive, devour them between my lips, suck out their souls, swallow their
juices, and spit out their hearts." She gave him a sultry laugh. Her hands
shook, her confidence was an act. She wanted to scream at him, call him a liar
and defend herself, but revenge was better.

She crowded him right back, this time she walked him against
a wall. "And you want me all the same." She leaned in, her pussy
pulsed at being so near to him. She could feel his muscles tight against his
shirt and his cock responded, hardening as she slipped her hand over his
trousers. She resisted the urge to groan, to show him how much he affected her.
She'd do to him exactly what he thought she would. If he intended to accuse her
of it, she might as well prove him right. She let a gasp escape her mouth just above
his. Reed's lips parted and she took the opportunity to slip her tongue between
them and slowly coax his tongue to play. He tasted of mint and smelled of a
spring rain, clean and fresh. She would eat him alive.

Her panties were so wet she could feel her juices moving
down her thigh. She'd never realized how hot it would feel to challenge a man.
The familiar tingle of the nether came over her in a slow sweep. She smiled as
she pulled her mouth away. His eyes were wide. She slipped down to one knee
undid his pants and pulled out his hard on. He was gorgeous. The nether was
calling but she wanted to make sure she left an impression. She slipped the tip
of his prick between her lips, gave his cock a squeeze to remember her by, and
felt herself pulled into the nether, disappearing from the onlookers, the bar,
and Reed. She wouldn't be the one standing there for the fall out and a laugh
escaped her as she drifted leaving him standing there with the feel of her wet
lips still on him as she vanished.

~I haven't been working on much recently being slammed at work- so I give you this taste from The second novella book I have published- Tempting Clover.

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